He'd picked up the fox's scent about two blocks back. Cooper had run into him before without ever thinking of feeding off of him. Now, he had a craving bordering on an obsession with fae blood. He was going to get it, one way or another.

He landed on a rooftop right in front of the fox, hoping to cut off any route of escape. His pupils were dilated and he looked terrible, all disheveled and like he hadn't slept for days. The usual self-control that made up more of his nature than he realized was completely gone. He was staring at Heiji like a ravening beast. "Well, this is my lucky night."